Blood and ChocolateMature

Melissa opened her eyes slowly, adjusting to the dim light from the telly that cast long shadows into the room. She crawled out of the bed, wrapping the large sheet around her and cautiously opened the door of the bedroom that led out into the living room. She peered at Lazarus, who was slumped in front of the telly. "Evening." She smiled, standing in the doorway somewhat awkwardly.

"Hi." He smiled up at her tiredly. She sighed, walking towards the couch she sat next to him. "Have you slept, at all lately?"

"I caught a couple of hours before going to Mass earlier," he shrugged. "I just wasn't tired when I got back."

"I thought it smelt like church..." She mumbled under her breath.

"What smelt like church?"

"You." She laughed.

"Mmm, sorry."

"It's fine. I just don't believe you went to mass." She gasped, trying to hide the shock in her voice.

"Why not?"

She shrugged, "I just never thought of you in that situation before, that's all."

"I used to be quite the church goer when I was younger. Forever asking God to forgive me for loving another man," he laughed.

"What did you go for this time?"

"Just went on a whim. Haven't been for nearly three hundred years. It's not really changed, they just don't speak Latin anymore."

She smiled. "I hated learning Latin. I had to." She yawned as if she was sat, being taught it by her private tutor again.

"I learnt anything if it meant I fitted in better with people with a better social status than myself. Hence the French."

"Ahh. Indeed I had to learn quite a few languages to make me a 'better match.' " She rolled her eyes.

"I've forgotten almost all of what I spent so long learning. I guess alcohol does that to you though." He chuckled wryly

She narrowed her eyes at him. "Yes, well. I hope you have stopped that habit now."

"I think I'll be okay as long as you don't throw your ring away again." He muttered

She looked down at it. "No. I don't think I will."

"That's good to know."

"Hmm." She nodded, leaning her head on his shoulder. "Lazarus. Do you hate what I am?" She asked, remembering the look on his face every time he mentioned her feeding, or blood.

"No." He said coolly, "It's just a little weird still."

"Well, I'm not hungry anymore." She laughed. "You're safe."

"That's good." He smiled.

"Although, I should really order more clothes soon." She jested, pulling the covers tighter around herself.

He got up and grabbed the laptop, giving it to Melissa. "You can choose since I apparently have a terrible taste in clothes." He grinned.

"Well. Not everything you wear." She smiled, turning on the laptop. She gazed down at it's bright screen, "I still prefer you not wearing clothes." She giggled under her breath. Hoping he wouldn't hear her.

"Oh really?" He raised an eyebrow whilst getting his card out of his wallet to pay for his clothes.

She blushed furiously, clicking on the various buttons to order her clothes. She noticed the design had changed a lot since she got her last clothes, but found the more lacy, Gothic style to suit her. "You weren't meant to hear that." She muttered.

"If I wasn't meant to hear it, why d'you say it? Especially around someone with very good senses." He laughed.

"I forget sometimes." She shrugged, placing the numbers from the back of his card into the laptop with quick grace.

"How can you forget!?" He laughed.

"Because you have a heartbeat, a human body, you eat normal food and you can even get drunk." She sighed. "It's not like you have extraordinary strength or speed either."

"Doesn't make the smell of dog go away."

"I sort of got used to it."

"Fair enough," he chuckled. "Oh can you order me some new jeans while your on there? I'm down to my last pair after the last transformation," he sighed.

Melissa nodded, going back to the homepage and doing it all again.

"Sure." She smiled. "But what am I going to do till they get here?"

"I'm sure you'll think of something," he smiled.

"What, stay in your apartment with your sheet wrapped around me?"

"Oh. I was thinking the sheet could go back on the bed."

She looked at him, an eyebrow raised. "I could become a cat for three days." She laughed.

"You could. I had better things in mind."

She looked at him, taking in the mischievous look in his eye. "You want to pick up where we last left off?" She guessed.

"As long as it doesn't end like last time," he mumbled, a hint of worry entering his expression.

"It won't." She reassured. "But I may have to re-trace my steps." She laughed, slowly undoing the buttons of his shirt.

"Hmm, I can't help but think I'm undoing all the work the Mass did this morning." He chuckled, pulling the sheet away from Melissa's body.

"Well some sins arn't all that bad." She giggled, pulling the shirt from his body.

"I agree. I like this sin quite a lot." He murmured, kissing her as he undid his trousers.

She kissed him back, slowly sliding his trousers off. "Yeah. I definitely like you without any clothes on." She giggled.

"I like this balance a lot." He grinned.

Melissa got up, slowly backing up toward the bedroom, falling backward onto the bed. "I'm quite cold." She realised, then put it down to the fact she might have been with Lazarus to long, and she had gotten used to his body heat.

"I'll have to do something about that then, won't I?"

She shrugged, then laughed. "If you want to."

"I do want." He nodded, following her into the bedroom, kneeling over so his knees were on either side of her.

She smiled, wrapping her arms around him so his body lay but a centimetre away from her own. "Want... or need?" She grinned, kissing his lips firmly.

"The more we beat around the bush, the more it becomes a need." He laughed.

"Then maybe we should wait." She joked.

"Not again." He yelped, his eyes widening.

She caressed his sides again, pushing his boxers off. "Well, I'll so whatever you want me to." She shrugged, laying limp under his body.

He kicked them to the floor once more and kissed Melissa warmly. "And I shall endeavor, as always," he grinned and put a hand over his heart, smothering a laugh, "to do exactly what you want me to do."

"Then we have found ourselves a problem," she paused, taking in his thin form that crushed her own. "Who's going to take charge?"

"Good question." He kissed her again. "Flip a coin, or let it come naturally?" He winked.

"Do you really want to get up and get a coin?" She giggled.

"No, not really. I'm quite comfy here, thanks."

She rolled over so she was on top and placed her hands on his chest, smothering it with cool, soft kisses. "What about here?"

"I like this just as good." He said, trying to keep the groan out of his voice as he ached for her. Melissa simply giggled, noticing the hunger in his eyes, she also ran her hands over his body, exploring each inch of him. Whilst kissing him firmly.

"What are you laughing at?" He moaned, Melissa looked up.

"The look in your eyes. It's as if I'm keeping you away from something." She laughed again, knowing it to be true.

"You are." He growled playfully.

"And what would that be?" She tortured, lifting her body from his.

"You."

"But. You have me." She smiled, leaning into him.

"Your body then."

"Oh, but you have that too." She grinned, angling her body so he was free to take her. He took her cue with zeal, pushing up into her with a happy moan. She closed her eyes, savouring the moment as they moved together as one. "I love you." She gasped.

"I love you too," he growled again, clutching at her body, tipping them over so she was on the bottom again. Melissa opened her eyes, wrapping her arms around his neck, pulling him closer to her. She clutched at his back, she could hear his heartbeat quicken. But felt no urge to drink from him. She smiled happily and he kissed her firmly, lost in the moment. The beast inside her moaned, noticing the vein in his neck. Her breaths became quicker and more laboured as she closed her eyes against the urge.

His heartbeat stepped up another gear as he neared his climax. He noticed Melissa's breaths speed up, but thought it was only because of their movements. She heard the thumping of his heart in her ears. She kissed his neck softly, her eyes still closed. "Stop this. I'm not hungry. This is madness. Stop this." She cursed in her head, taking in his scent, his touch the sound of his heart. It all made the beast go wild. She taughtened her stomach as she breathed on his shoulder, his warm skin brushing her lips.

He opened his eyes, not even realising they had closed. He looked down into Melissa's eyes and hesistated seeing the look in them. Melissa clenched her teeth, still managing to fight back the urge as his heart began to slow. He pulled away from the unfinished business and flopped on the bed beside her, despite the ache for release within him. "I'm sorry."

She ran her hand down his body, desperate to finish. "No, I'm fine." She smiled.

"That's why your eyes are turning red then."

"I can fight it. I'm fine." She looked at him, her red eyes still soft and sincere. He nodded slowly and guided her back ontop of him. She laid upon him, somewhat limp in his touch. Trying to fight back the urge and the thoughts in her head. He tried to smile, but it was an empty climax and it was merely his body responding to its stimulus. He kept going, though, for Melissa. A tear ran down her cheek as she noticed the emotion drain from the act. She rested her head softly on his chest, "I'm sorry." She mumbled, somewhat glad it was over.

He wrapped his arms around her, "It's not your fault." He soothed, running his fingers through her hair.

"It is." She sobbed. "I'm a monster. I wasn't even hungry."

"You can't help it."

"I know. That's what I hate." She cried, curling herself up on his chest. Rising and falling with each of his breaths.

"It's okay. Just... Just think of it as something to work on," he laughed.

"But, what makes it worse is I can taste your blood when I feel the urge. I knew I shouldn't have drank from you." She growled.

"I wasn't about to let you die on me. If you being able to remember the taste is the price we have to pay, then fine. It probably didn't even taste all that great," he mused.

She looked down at him, her red eyes slowly swirling back to green. "It was... sweet." She said, the memory flowing back to her.

"Years of eating sugary crap does that to you," he laughed.

She grinned. "You have no idea." She tried to put it into context for him. "Blood to me is like, to you, chocolate. Your blood is the richest chocolate. But I have to be careful." She sighed. "Because I don't want to hurt you."

"Best eaten in small amounts, huh?" He smiled. "You can..." he paused awkwardly, realising the words on his lips were going to sound odd. "You can drink from me, if you really want. As long as I survive, it's fine," he chuckled nervously.

She shook her head. "As much as I want to. No. I don't want to hurt you."

"You won't hurt me." He said, confidently.

"Did it hurt last time?" She said, arching an eyebrow.

"I cut my wrist open with a bit of broken glass last time. I'm sure it's different to being bitten." He replied. "Oh and I was still kinda drunk, I don't think I really felt it anyway," he added thoughtfully.

She nodded and lowered her head, kissing his neck softly. She opened her mouth, biting into his neck as softly and gently as she could. She reached an arm round, steadying his head as she drank slowly. She pulled away, gently licking the wounds as they began to heal. "Are you...okay?"

His eyes had glazed as she drank, but he blinked and smiled at her. "Didn't notice a thing," he said.

She kissed him softly. "I know, at times, it can hurt. I tried to be as soft as possible." She smiled, feeling slightly better about herself.

"It didn't hurt at all," he told her.

She wrapped her arms around his neck joyously. "Oh I'm so glad." He smiled, a little taken aback by her happiness.

"Your blood will return in a few days." She smiled reassuringly, ignoring the fact they were still led in bed, naked, but when it dawned on her a light pink blush appeared on her cheeks. "I should really let you get dressed."

"I thought you prefered me like this."

"I do, but don't you feel uncomfortable?"

"Why would I feel uncomfortable?" He asked, Melissa just shrugged not really knowing an answer.

"I've walked through the town like this after many a moon. I kinda got over any reservations about being naked a long time ago." He laughed.

Her eyes widened and she giggled at the thought. "I'm glad I don't have to be naked as often."

"Or walking through town like it."

She giggled again. "Yeah, although last night..." She flushed, her cheeks turning bright red.

"You were wearing my shirt and there was no one around to see it," he raised an eyebrow.

"Still." She mumbled, "what is someone did see?"

"They would have thought we would have had some all fresco fun." He shrugged.

Melissa narrowed her eyes, clearly not amused. "What a great image."

"If it had been the other night, they'd have been correct," he laughed

She sighed, "I don't want to continue our relationship knowing that I can't be intimate with you without wanting something... else."

"To be honest it's only affected us two out of four times," he noted. "What about the first two times?"

"Well, the first time, was my first ever so I was thinking more about what I was doing. Same with the second. Only recently I have been relaxing with you."

He sighed. "Well like I said, we can work on it. Until you get over it though, feel free to have a snack on me," he laughed. She scowled at the way he phrased it and slapped him with a growl. "Sorry, sorry." He said smothering a smile. Melissa kissed him forcefully. Showing some of her anger. "You will be." She snarled playfully.

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Hey! This is Midnight Melodies, the Sequel to Death's symphony. (Link at the bottom of this comment.)Me and Stella both hope you like this story, however it won't make much sense if you don't read Death's Symphony first. Please feel free to comment and rate our chapters. We hope you enjoy it.

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